Crew smacked his lips, and I elbowed his ass.
"Nah, I haven't heard from him, but I'll keep reaching out."
"Oh, okay. Well, when are you coming back here?"
"I'll be back there a little later. We have some shit to talk about, though."
"Uh, okay. That's fine. Bye."
She hung up the phone. I can't believe I'm letting Crew of all people pass judgment on me, but I think it's because I know he's right. One day soon, I'll have all this shit figured out. I just hope whenever it is, it's not too late to keep the peace. After all, that's all I want.
Chapter 6
Ciara
The streets were busy at this time of day because some people were getting off work, while others were starting their night shifts or simply preparing to terrorize the city. I had been strolling the sidewalks for about an hour after getting dropped off, avoiding my place because Kairo was there.
While I was with Hov, I wanted so bad to tell him that Kairo was out of jail and that he had threatened me, but Hov is dangerous, and I would never forgive myself for having Kairo's blood on my hands. Yes, I hate his ass, I truly do, but I still can't be the reason he loses his life. If something happens to him, I want it to be because of a woman named Karma, and not me.
"Hey friend."
Pernelle approached me from behind as I sat on the bench outside her building.
"Sorry, it took me a minute. I had to satisfy Emoney before I left."
Pernelle sat down on the bench, exhaling before closing the top on her Sprite bottle.
"How about you start off by telling me what went down between you and Crew?"
"Not before you tell me how good Hov's dick is. On a scale from good to phenomenal, how was it?"
"I can't tell you that because I don't know."
"How, when you were laying up in bed with him. Trick, I saw your hair."
"It was messed up because I was sleep. He and I cuddled, we kissed a few times, but he was tired, and he said he just wanted to get a nap in with me."
Pernelle's eyes rolled, and she twisted her lips up to the side. Any time my story didn't end with me busting my pussy open wide for someone, it was hard for her to believe. I don't want to call my friend easy, but I will say she is like a Sunday morning. Where we are completely opposite when it comes to sexual history, I don't judge her for what she does. I just give her advice and pray that she will never end up like her mama.
"You promise you didn't fuck Hov? I'm not going to tell Emoney since she's acting like her and Kairo are homies right now. Whatever that's about."
"Look, I promise. I would never lie to you. Never have and I never will, you know that."
Pernelle was, in fact, the only person on earth who could say she knew everything about me. She knew my favorite color, my favorite food, my favorite song, and movie.
"Now that your question is out of the way, it's my turn. Fess up about what happened when you and Crew left the house."
"Well, we didn't actually touch each other, but he took me to a strip club and paid two fine ass strippers to eat my pussy."
"What!"
I screeched like a hawk.
"Shhhhh, girl."
"I'm sorry, but are you for real? That happened that fast."
"Yes, and he watched them do it. His dick is so fucking big it's long like a work week. It looks like it could belong to fucking Thanos or some shit. It's a hammer, sis."
